the other thread got me thinknig…when did you realize that bodybuilding (or whatever you want to call it) was your game?
When I was 17 I had crashed on a toboggan and twisted my talus 90 degrees and snapped my fibula clean off at the bottom. surgery took about 4 hours as it took a long time to get many of the bone fragments out of my ankle. I now sport a huge scar and try to come up with cool stories on how i got it.
anyway, I was 190 and NO muscle. bedrest for 4 months and limited mobility with a cain for 4 months = severe atrophy. I looked in the mirror one day and held my arms up a la Rocky Balboa, and there was no sign of bicep. not even a tiny bump.
I worked out in the small town gym i lived in (where the majority of “sports” is getting drunk and driving a big-ass truck through the mud). It was like a second home, and that’s when i got bit.
just wanted to hear other stories…